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Don’t ask me out, I can’t love again
Taiwo Adenike Adeola
I have been wrapped in the comfort of a womb that carried me
The metronome of my heartbeat beats the drum that I hope the world we dance to
Until tears pierced my blind eye to see the reality of the world outside her womb
The stench of deceit was all over the hand that carried me……
I searched for love in his eyes, but I found none…
I know there was little like a ray of light in a deep hole, but it was covered, covered by his impatience, cos he couldn’t wait to leave me, to abandon me and never to look back.
Then life began to unfold itself like a long nightmare
Life was supposed to be bright, but my corner of it was dark like theoretical mass
I realized, I realized that life was fifty shades of darkness
And my own private world was fifty shades darker.
Daddy! Daddy! I hear other children call..
I hear them call out, and it was like a song
A beautiful piece of music to my hears
A beautiful piece of music, accompanied by a masculine instrumental voice answering “daughter”
Oh I wish someone will call me daughter
I wished my daddy carries me and throw me in the air..
I wished he would catch me in midair and envelope me in a warm embrace
Oh I wished, he was there, he was there to sing Jingle over like a motor to me..
But wishes were not horses… So I could only hope to fly
I felt lonely, mum was never enough, though she tried to be..
My already dark world became darker like abyss
There was no dad’s love to light it up
I remember, I remember countless nights, countless cold nights I wept on my flat 2/4 bed
I felt rejected, I felt lonely
I felt lone like a lost lamb in a thick forest
I was scared, scared of all the bullies around, those wicked big bad wolf..
They knew no one would come to my rescue
They know I don’t have a dad, a dad that will scare them like an angry Shepherd would scare would scare a wolf from his lamb..
They knew I was a poor little child..
Daughter of the poor woman..
Poor young woman, famous for owing debt in every provision store.
So they never stopped bullying me..
Echoes of their wicked laughter followed me like shadow even to dream land.
Mum tried, but she was not just enough…
I needed dad so badly… For 14 years, I hoped and pray
My heart was used to the rhythms of the wall clock…
It was used to the tick-tock sound..
I checked the time every now and then..
Believing, believing my dad would appear suddenly like a thief in the night..
I kept hoping.. Kept praying… I kept praying for that the dad that would never come..
Many times, many times we slept on empty stomach..
We kept repeating the routine of the last super every night..
We lived like that poor woman, that poor Zarephat widow in the bible..
Who had no hope for the future..
Then gradually…. Gradually I gave up on my dad..
It was obvious he was not going to come..
That little girl of 14 years dissapered to the past..
That little girl who longed for her dad’s embrace was gone..
I gave up.. Gave into the fire.. My dreams and high hopes
I know… I know I should have fought
I should have fought the dark shadow hovering over me…
But realization… Realization struck me like lightning
He was never going to come… Not now.. Not ever..
He was never going to come to a child he considered bad lock..
Bad lock born out of wedlock..
I felt like a failure.. as if I have failed life greated examination
14 years ago seem like yesterday before my eyes..
Just yesterday when love so bright.. So bright like sun flower danced in my eyes..
But now… Now I’ve grown into a woman..
I tried not to remember my dad again.. I tried hard to forget him..
But my height, face, and skin color reminds so much of him.. To my dismay…
But the love I had for him has withered..
That beauty sun flower of yesterday has shrunken…
Shrunken cos of lack of sunlight…
It stopped.. It stopped growing, photosynthesis could not take place..
How could it when my father was the photosynthesis.. the photosynthesis my love life needed to grow..
But he abandoned me.. Abandoned me in the darkest corner of the world..
And now, now.. I’ve given up hope..
I’ve thrown my hope my dream down the drain
Now, now I know I don’t deserve nothing..
Nothing, cos I am a child born out of the wedlock..
So don’t even try to pity me, it’s the last thing I want.
Every night, every night I lie in bed
I lie I’m bed, but I can’t sleep…
On the ledge but I can’t leap
I have words on my tongues, but I can’t speak.. My tongue is glued to my mouth
My lips are sealed
Though I’ve grown.. But that little girl, that poor little girl of yesterday..
That little girl who craved for attention was still in me…
I tried to live happy like others..
But I was not conceived like others..
I was not conceived and born like others…
I was a child born out of wedlock..
A mistake.. A great mistake..
I tried so hard..so hard to keep the fire of love burning..
But it’s like taking a step forward and four steps backward..
It kept going down.. Like a melting candle..
And now the light is off..
I tried to love twice.. My father and the other
The other that I risked a lot for..
But I failed… I failed terribly twice
There should be a medal for failures..
Now, I’ve returned to that dreaded zone..
A place of incarceration… A theoretical mass..
The darkest, deepest part of the dark sea..
I’m drowning… Drowning in this sea of hatred..
I have exhausted my anger… It has run run out of me like water down a drain..
I’m choking…choking with fear, regret, pain, tears,
Tears and the constant fear on my mother’s face..
I tried gasping for air, but the black sea kept dragging me back..
I flapped my hands in the water like a dying butterfly..
I tried…tried raising my head..
Tried raising my head..maybe someone would see me..
Maybe a good Samaritan would save me…
Part of me wants to be saved, the other rejects help..
To me it’s finished like Jesus said on the cross..
But save me…save me if you can.
Taiwo Adenike Adeola.
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Oba Ara Releases Emotional Tribute to Late Taiwo Adegbodu
Oba Ara Releases Emotional Tribute to Late Taiwo Adegbodu
Taofik Afolabi
The gospel music community continues to grieve the painful loss of Taiwo Adegbodu, a beloved figure whose sudden departure left a deep void among fans, colleagues, and loved ones. In response to this loss, renowned gospel minister Rotimi Onimole, popularly known as Oba Ara, has released a moving tribute song that captures both the sorrow of the moment and the enduring legacy of the late singer.
Oba Ara, a proud son of Isale Eko, channels raw emotion throughout the song, using heartfelt lyrics and soul-stirring melodies to reflect on his personal connection with Taiwo Adegbodu. In the tribute, he openly expresses how deeply the news of Adegbodu’s passing shook him, describing it as a painful and unexpected loss that is difficult to come to terms with.
The song goes beyond mourning, it celebrates the life, ministry, and impact of Taiwo Adegbodu. Oba Ara highlights the late artist’s dedication to spreading the gospel through music, his inspiring voice, and the spiritual influence he had on many within and beyond Nigeria. Through powerful verses, he paints a picture of a man who lived for God and touched countless lives through his ministry.
Listeners have described the tribute as both comforting and deeply emotional, as it resonates with the collective grief of the gospel music community. It serves as a reminder that although Taiwo Adegbodu is no longer physically present, his music, message, and legacy will continue to live on.
In honoring his late colleague, Oba Ara not only pays his respects but also offers a source of healing for fans and fellow ministers, using music as a tool to process grief and celebrate a life well lived.
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Buratai, Fagbemi , Shagaya, Olofa, Others Eulogise Olowu Kuta’s Olori On 60th Birthday, Foundation Launch
Buratai, Fagbemi , Shagaya, Olofa, Others Eulogise Olowu Kuta’s Olori On 60th Birthday, Foundation Launch
Eminent personalities across the Nigeria stormed the TFK Event Centre, Bala Mohammed Way, Guzape, Abuja, to celebrate the 60th birthday of Olowu Kuta’s Olori, Queen Jumai Amoke and her Foundation Launch on Saturday 28, March 2026.
From former Chief of Army Staff, Lt Gen TY Buratai rtd, to the Minister of Justice and Attorney-General of the Federation, Prince Lateef Fagbemi; Olofa of Offa, HRM Oba Mufutau Gbadamosi. Even top businesswoman and socialite, Chief (Mrs) Bola Shagaya, was in attendance.
Other dignitaries were newly promoted Deputy Inspector-General of Police and former AIG Zone 2 , Lagos , Adegoke Fayoade, Major General Abdumalik, Major General Samuel Adebayo rtd (Fmr CDI);
Major General Anthony Omozoje rtd (Fmr Copp);
Alhaji Tajudeen Owoyemi (Asiwaju of Offa and CEO Radisson Hotel Nigeria;
Dr Waheed Olagunju, former managing director of Bank of Industry, Oniba of Iba, Lagos State, HRM Oba Dr Suleiman Raji ;
Justice Falola, Olu of Ile-Ogbo , Oba Adetoyese amongst many traditional rulers and captains of industry too numerous to mention.
Speaking at the occasion, the Chief Host, Olowu of Kuta, HRM Oba Dr Adekunle Oyelude Makama, CON , Tegbosun iii, who is also the husband of the celebrant commended Queen Jumai for ‘ her slender arms full of kindness’ to establish such humanitarian Foundation, ‘Amoke Children and mother in Need Foundation’ at a time Nigerians are going through economic crisis occassioned by the global meltdown.
Olowu also commended her steadfastness and love for the less privileged and downtrodden.
The monarch refrenced the task before his wife’s humanitarian gesture said her best is yet to come.
” Olori Amoke Jumai, I celebrate you. You will celebrate 70, 80, 90 and continue to shine as you continue to put a smile on people’s faces. I love you, “Olowu Kuta added.
To Lt Gen Buratai, a former army chief and former Nigerian Ambassador to Benin Republic, the reward of hard work is more work.
Buratai, who also doubles as Balogun Agba of Owu Kuta, a chieftaincy title reserved for a generalismo congratulated Queen Jumai for attaining the age of 60 in good health.
The retired army General said he’s not surprised by the turn out of eminent personalities across the country to celebrate the Olowu Kuta’s Olori because she merited it through her hospitality to all, adding that Allah the most merciful, most beneficial would accept all her act of ibadah.
The minister of Justice, Prince Fagbemi, was full of praises for Queen Jumai for deeming it fit to have a place in her heart to accommodate the needy and less privileged in ‘our society.’
Prince Fagbemi urged the guests to contribute generously to support the Foundation in order to continue to alleviate poverty and put a smile on the faces of the people.
” I congratulate you on your 60th birthday and Foundation Launch. I wish you many happy returns of the day and many more fruitful services to the country and motherland”, Prince Fagbemi added.
The celebrant, Queen Jumai who was grining from ear to ear thankfully said she was excited by the turn out and the response of the people to her foundation.
Queen Jumai, however, promised to continue to use her resources and donations received for the good of the needy and less privileged in the society.
” I want to appreciate my own Kabiesi Olofa of Offa , for his presence and im I’m using him as a point of contact to all other Kabiesis present here, the minister of justice and Attorney-General, you’re welcome, sir; Mrs Bola Shagaya, I salute your enterprise, Lt Gen Buratai, I’m grateful, sir; DIG Fayoade, Justice Falola and other dignitaries too numerous to mention, I thank you, all. To my darling husband, Kabiesi Olowu , I thank you immensely for your support. And to my family and friends, I thank you , all. E se pupo!”, she said.
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Adron Homes Elevates Cultural Pride as Dignitaries Grace 39th Lisabi Festival in Abeokuta
Adron Homes Elevates Cultural Pride as Dignitaries Grace 39th Lisabi Festival in Abeokuta
The ancient city of Abeokuta came alive in a grand display of culture, history, and unity as dignitaries from across Nigeria converged at the iconic Ake Palace Ground for the 39th edition of the Lisabi Festival, an annual celebration deeply rooted in the Egba people’s heritage.
The event, proudly supported by Adron Homes and Properties Limited, witnessed an impressive parade of distinguished personalities, traditional rulers, government officials, business leaders, and cultural enthusiasts, all captured in vibrant pictures that tell the story of a people united by history and pride.
From richly adorned monarchs in regal attire to elegantly dressed guests reflecting the depth of Yoruba tradition, the images from the festival encapsulate moments of honour, reverence, and celebration. Each photograph portrays not just faces, but influence, leaders, and stakeholders who continue to shape cultural preservation and community development.
At the heart of the celebration was the revered Oba Adedotun Aremu Gbadebo, whose presence underscored the festival’s significance as a symbol of Egba resilience and identity. Surrounding him were eminent dignitaries whose attendance further amplified the prestige of the event.
Adron Homes and Properties Limited stood out prominently, not only as a sponsor but as a key driver of cultural sustainability. Through its strategic support, the company reinforced its commitment to preserving indigenous heritage while fostering community engagement. The brand’s visibility across the venue and within the pictorial highlights reflects a deliberate alignment with culture, tradition, and people-centered development.
Beyond real estate, Adron Homes has continued to position itself as a cultural partner, investing in platforms that celebrate history and strengthen communal bonds. Its involvement in the Lisabi Festival is a testament to its broader vision of building not just homes, but legacies rooted in identity and pride.
The 39th Lisabi Festival, as captured through the lens of dignitaries in attendance, is more than an event, it is a narrative of continuity. And through its unwavering support, Adron Homes has once again set the pace, demonstrating that corporate institutions can play a vital role in sustaining the cultural heartbeat of a people.
As the echoes of drums fade and the colours of the festival linger in memory, one thing remains clear: the story told through these images is one of unity, heritage, and the enduring partnership between tradition and progress.
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